You are an ocean of pain.
Blessings and thoughts rush and become a river stream
Flowing into time as they fade into nothingness of life.
Light's outstretched hand trying to illuminate the corners of my mind
But they forgot how much I love the darkness's tranquility.
Join inside my soul and exhale into my breaths.
Try to not pray, your words will become a weapon
Instead mutter promises you cannot dream to ever keep.
That is the safest option when you are living inside reality.
You are an ocean of aches.
Preaching words that convert and blind like sunbeams.
These tides of time never change, instead just adding more strife
And eventually will cause your disciples to go blind.
But my own imagination protects me against your volatility.
Unmoving on the sidewalk, I appear like death
But my ego is hectic inside its confines, not seen in my expression.
If you would like to escape just fall into sleep.
Ignore all the chastising words and be carefree.
© Sofia Villagrana 2018
Poetry for the short story A Fool's Paradise.
